We landed safely in Mumbai, after the almost 16 hour flight, and took the craziest taxi ride I had ever experienced in my life, nearly an hour zigging in and out of other vehicle and people nearly hitting and missing each one. Luckily our driver was older and Jesus so we were sure that the driving tactics were not mearly a lack of eye sight, rather that he was very experienced. The eye opening ride ended at out hotel which is by a train station but which also turns out to be the wrong train station in relation to where we are headed. The next attempted destination is into Agra to see the Taj Mahal, The train ride is around 15 hours but it is a sleeper train. While I don't look foreword to another long ride, I suppose it will at least prove to be an interesting experience. This is of course provided we actually get on the train which as we hear may or may not have a waiting list.
All this logistics nonsnse aside, this town is fascinating, we are staying in a ghetto of sorts. People have built up shanty towns next to large new buildings. In the same step you walk past a rich child and an old man sleeping in a bed roll on the ground. Tourists are segregated in some of the restaurants and two American girls walking around with an American boy are something of a spectacle. Yet again I find myself in a city where my traveling partners and myself are the only blonds in sight. And though I have experienced this before, I wonder if it is something one can ever get used to.
It Sunday morning here. The Internet connections is sad to say the least, I am writing journals now, (on paper though it may seem a little archaic) when I have a better connection I plan to scribe them into this new little blog experiment of mine.
Piece of advice... Enjoy your hot water!
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